Playing as a psychopath at the beginning, teammate Kirin brother

Chapter 55 Play cosplay?also carried a knife
Zhang Qilin looked at Mo Fan curiously.

"Brother, in fact, the two of us are more popular than celebrities now. I don't want to show up now, but you are different. No one knows you are here. It's okay to suddenly appear for a while!" Mo Fan said Then handed him the half piece of chalk.

"Just stop on the street and write a few words with chalk, and the money will come rushing in without you even opening your mouth!"

Zhang Qilin frowned, "What word to write?"

"Jianghu emergency, crowdfunding [-] million, don't miss it when you pass by." Mo Fan said seriously.

"..." Zhang Qilin was so depressed that he didn't want to speak.

Just now, I had some expectations for Mo Fan. Seeing how he carefully arranged work for the homeless, I thought he was recovering from his illness.

It seems that I think too much.

"Is [-] million too much? Ten yuan is fine. The most important thing for us now is to buy something to renovate the bridge hole. Although it is protected from the rain, it is not protected from the wind. How can we survive this month? If you stay in a hotel, you will be discovered again.”

Mo Fan shook his head depressed.

Now it seems that eating and waiting is the best way.

Since neither of them can be dispatched, only these homeless brothers under the bridge hole are left.

call.

The wind was blowing, and the two of them peeped at each other, and quickly pressed down the quilt beside them in the next second.

But the quilt on the other side was not so lucky, and the strong wind swept it away.

"Brother, hold it down!" Mo Fan quickly went to pick it up, but couldn't stand the strong wind blowing wantonly.

As the wind got stronger and stronger, the "property" under the bridge hole was almost blown away, leaving only Zhang Qilin motionless holding the two quilts.

"It's over, it's over, brother, how can I explain to my brothers now? I can only sleep on the floor tonight." Mo Fan couldn't help but sneezed.

The cold wind was piercing, and it was raining lightly again. The clothes were obviously not enough to wear.

Now I can only pray that the brothers who went to the community to get clothes will go well.

"Master, master, we are back!" Just as he was talking, the two homeless men ran back with their bodies wet, holding two bundles of wet clothes in their hands.

"Look, we've got the clothes back."

"Why are they all wet?" The clothes are not bad, but water can be wrung out, how do you wear them?
"We were spotted by the security guards and ran after us. We jumped into the river and swam away in fear."

"..." Mo Fan.

"..." Zhang Qilin.

"Find some firewood to dry the clothes." Mo Fan waved his hands and said, now he doesn't know what to say except sighing.

The homeless man seemed to have noticed something was wrong, and asked curiously, "Master, where is our quilt?"

"Oh, it was blown away by the wind." Mo Fan said, looking at the two of them, "It should have been blown by a strong wind before, didn't you all use stones to press it?"

The homeless man said embarrassingly, "We usually stay under the quilt, so we don't need to be pressed by stones."

"Then you always have time to find something to eat?"

The homeless man shook his head, "Volunteers from the rescue station will bring food every now and then."

"..."

It turned out that they were all lazy people.

"Okay, let's find firewood." Mo Fan shook his head.

"It's no wonder that these quilts are all the same style, and they are quite clean. They were distributed by the rescue station." Mo Fan looked at the violent storm outside, "The people from the rescue station should not come in this weather, right?"

Look at Zhang Qilin next to him, he is tightly wrapped in the quilt, sitting there with a blank expression on his face.

Mo Fan touched his backpack, took out the dean's cell phone, and decided to ask the dean for help after deliberation.

Drip!

As soon as I turned on the phone, there was a low battery warning.

He quickly dialed the head nurse.

"Where the hell are you, Mo Fan?!" The dean's voice came from the moment the phone was connected.

Mo Fan was not surprised, anyway, these two people were always stuck together in the hospital.

"Dean, can you get me some quilts?" Mo Fan asked.

"What? Are you afraid that you have some serious illness? No, where are you, Mo Fan? I'll pick you up. This hospital can't do without you!" Now Mo Fan is the iconic figure of the hospital. There are countless people who come to him.

drop……

As the phone rang, Mo Fan looked down and saw that the phone was out of power.

"Isn't this too fast? What a broken phone." He pressed the power button hard, but it didn't work.

Is the phone battery dead?

Just said a word, no electricity.

The hope that had just been ignited was shattered in an instant.

Mo Fan turned to look at Zhang Qilin, "Brother, aren't you hungry?"

"Can resist." Zhang Qilin replied.

When staying in the forest, it is common for him not to eat or drink for several days, besides, he ate buns this morning.

"Brother, it's raining, let's go for a walk." Mo Fan couldn't sit still.

The two walked along the river. Mo Fan was still wondering if he could get some fish to eat, when he heard a roar coming from the front, he walked over curiously.

I saw a man who was broadcasting live, and he was standing by the river embankment shivering in a vest.

"Thank you, big brother, for the gift. This gift is enough for my daily food expenses. Thank you so much!"

"Thank you brother for sending me another one!"

"Thank you brothers in the live broadcast room for your likes! Let's go again."

Mo Fan was a little depressed, "Just standing there, someone will give you a gift? Little brother, why don't we try a live broadcast!"

"Thank you for sending me the plane, and to express my gratitude, I will perform a dive!"

After speaking, he jumped into the river with a puff, swam ashore again, and continued to bow to the camera in thanks.

After watching this series of performances, Mo Fan pulled Zhang Qilin's arm, "We are still not suitable for this kind of profession, let's go, let's look at other things."

After walking a few steps, Mo Fan looked at Zhang Qilin, "No way, little brother, your outfit is too conspicuous, and now killers from various countries are lurking in the Dragon Kingdom to kill us."

"What are you afraid of, come and kill one by one." Zhang Qilin said in a cold tone.

Mo Fan silently gave a thumbs up, secretly admiring the younger brother's courage.

"Brother, wait here, I'll take a pee." Mo Fan trotted away after saying that.

Zhang Qilin, who was standing there waiting, saw the rain getting heavier, so he walked towards the eaves next to him, preparing to take shelter from the rain.

It happened to be a subway entrance, and a group of people swarmed out from the exit, and they all stopped when they saw the heavy rain.

"How do you go back in such heavy rain?"

"Xiaomei, do you think there is something wrong with this guy? Is he playing cosplay? He also has a knife on his back."

"Pfft, the figure is still quite good, but Damei, do you know what role he is playing?"

"Sword hero?"

"No, the sword hero has a ponytail that reaches the sky, and what the sword hero is holding is a sword, okay?"

"That's right, but why do I feel that he looks familiar? It's a bit like... Zhang Qilin from the Forbidden Land game?"

"Zhang Qilin?"

"It's really Zhang Qilin!"

"Oh my god, brother, I am your idol, can you sign me!"

"Brother, can I take a photo with you?"

(End of this chapter)